Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 011 "Did We Really Sleep????"

The millet porridge in the bowl suddenly became unscented.

Song Si's mood is a bit complicated. He is an outsider who has occupied the magpie's nest. He has not been in this status for a long time. He originally had the mentality of living one day to earn another day, and just wanted to enjoy his last life in this world.But with the return of the memory of the original owner and the deep friendship with colleagues, the cognition of self-identity gradually blurred.He seems to be slowly becoming Song Si, or Song Si is slowly becoming him.

"What if, I mean if," Song Si put down the spoon, "what if the result is unacceptable to you at the end of the investigation?"

The sky outside began to brighten, and the soft morning light cast on Chu Mingyi's face from outside the window, drawing a smiling shadow along the bridge of his nose and the line of his lips.

It is undeniable that the man in front of him is very handsome.

He took a bite of the fritters casually, as if he was thinking about Song Si's problem, and said after a while: "Unacceptable is emotional, but facts exist objectively, and nothing can be changed. Why, do you remember?"

Song Si shook his head, picked up the spoon to drink the porridge again.

Maybe at this time tomorrow, when Chu Mingyi came out of his sea of ​​consciousness, they would sit facing each other in a different way.

Thinking of this, Song Si suddenly felt that every second is precious.

The portion of millet porridge was not much, and he drank it to the bottom soon. Song Si approached the chair, physically and mentally exhausted, but still not sleepy, but in a strange state of excitement.

If it is found out that it is really "Song Si", even if he is only a latecomer, he should make a due apology to all the victims on behalf of the owner of this body.

Maybe this was the last meal between him and Chu Mingyi.

Song Si turned these things over and over in his mind, watched Chu Mingyi finish eating the deep-fried dough sticks, thought about it, and always felt that there was one regrettable thing, and he must seize this last opportunity to ask clearly.

He sat up straight, cast a serious look at the person opposite, and brewed his tone.Chu Mingyi put down his chopsticks uncomfortably when he saw him, and his eyes signaled him to "speak quickly".

"Chief Chu," Song Si considered carefully, "Although I accidentally lost my memory, I believe that we must have maintained a very pleasant colleague relationship before. We have worked together for many years and cooperated tacitly..."

Chu Mingyi was terrified by what he said: "Get to the point."

Song Si: "We really slept????"

Chu Mingyi: "..."

Song Si said again: "Forget about the relationship between subordinates and subordinates. I still have a marriage contract with your brother. This... No matter how you think about it, it's not very good. Romance novels don't contain such excitement. I really care about it."

Chu Mingyi gave a "tsk", as if he didn't want to talk to him, and got up to pay the bill.

There was a floor-to-ceiling window on their left, and Song Si stretched out his legs to block the exit on the right, preventing Chu Mingyi from going out.

Thinking that they were about to enter his own consciousness, Song Sigao went out and said, "Is it true?"

"It's against you," Chu Mingyi gave him a sharp look, but Song Si refused to let him go. He stood in a stalemate with Song Si for a few seconds, finally sighed, and lowered his voice, "Brother Si, President Si, I’m wrong, okay? I haven’t slept, I lied to you, I thought you were faking amnesia with me, who knows it’s true amnesia! The question is that I regret it now, regret it very much, I shouldn’t owe that…”

Song Si withdrew his legs and followed him to the checkout counter: "Then why do you have the key to my house?"

"What is your house?"

"The second floor of the clinic," Song Si said, "I don't even have a key, so you opened the door with a click."

Chu Mingyi said: "...it's not your house, it's the dormitory of the third department! As your leader, it's not surprising that I have a spare key?"

Song Si frowned: "Then where is my home? How did I remember that I lived on the second floor of the clinic?"

After paying the money, Chu Mingyi picked up the fried chicken and porridge packed for Fu Xi, paused for a long time, and said in a subtle tone: "You have been engaged to my brother for many years, and of course you live in our Chu family's villa."

Song Si turned his head to look at his face.

All special abilities will disappear when encountering Chu Mingyi, and he can't detect his mood swings.

Anyway, that sounds kind of weird.

Song Sidao: "I can't remember, I don't have any impression."

"When this case is over, I'll take you back to live for a while, maybe it can stimulate your sensitive brain and remind you of something."

Song Si sighed.

The two of them seemed to have exhausted their conversation, and fell into a cold spot again. They walked back together in silence. The sky always dawned quickly, and the sun was lazily hanging on the roof of the office building during the meal, making them both squint. eyes.

The air quality in M ​​City is not very good, and there is a thin smog in the morning.

Song Si sucked in the cold air in his nose, stuffed his cold hands into his pockets, and said, "Section Chief, what is your ability?"

Chu Mingyi didn't answer him immediately, but said after a while: "I don't have supernatural powers."

Song Si was deceived by him once, this time he immediately said: "I don't believe it."

Chu Mingyi just laughed twice without explaining, and led him back to the office.

As soon as he opened the elevator door, he saw Lin Ying standing outside the door with a thick glove on his left hand. He seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time, stopped them at the elevator entrance, and whispered: "The people from the fourth department came here just now. Got into an argument with Fu Xi."

He vaguely heard a loud voice coming from the office, it wasn't Fu Xi's, so he couldn't imagine what it would be like for the tepid Fu Xi to quarrel with others.

Chu Mingyi's expression remained unchanged. He stood at the door and listened for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Sure enough, it's here. It's quite courageous to send a few leaders to my site to quarrel."

He stuffed the fried chicken into Song Si's hand and walked in aggressively.

Song Si was about to follow in to watch the fun, when suddenly something stopped him.

When he turned his head, Lin Ying's left hand was holding his little arm very hard.Song Si is not in a supernatural state, unable to hear the consciousness of his left hand, so he can only look at Lin Zheng in confusion: "Brother Zheng, what's wrong?"

Lin Zheng is the oldest senior in the department. He has a cropped head and had the experience of serving as a soldier when he was young. Standing there, his back is always straight and his body has a calm temperament. At this time, he frowned slightly and rushed to Song Si Said "Sorry", then looked down at his left hand: "Let go!"

The left hand clenched even tighter, and the skin on the arm was pinched and turned blue.Song Si stretched out his other hand, patted the gloved guy, and made a handshake gesture: "Hey, it hurts me."

The left hand let go of him quickly, and before Lin Zheng could react, he held Song Si's hand, scratched his palm twice, and watched some rain act aggrieved.

Song Si felt two emotions at the same time, made a signal to "Lin Chen", and also scratched it twice, indicating "Got it".

Lin Chen spread out his five fingers happily, rubbed against Song Si's cheek, then turned to his master, and patted Lin Ying's right shoulder hard, it hurt just hearing the sound.

Lin Ying's face was not very good, he squeezed his left hand tightly, and closed the glove: "I'm sorry, it's not emotionally stable recently."

"He thinks it's too hot," Song Si reminded, "it's cooler to take off the gloves."

Of course Lin Ying knew that this guy yelled eight hundred times in his mind in one minute.He smiled at Song Si: "It doesn't matter."

Two parts of a person are angry at the same time, and the situation is far less peaceful than it seems.

Song Si didn't interfere with the tug-of-war between them, but said, "I'll help you take a look when this case is over."

After finishing speaking, he paused and added: "If the case goes well."

Lin Ying looked at him gently, nodded: "Okay."

Chu Mingyi's voice came from inside: "Song Si!"

Song Si advanced into the office, went in and saw a room full of people, Chu Mingyi and Fu Xi stood on the left, and the rest stood on the right, showing a faint momentum of confrontation, and the atmosphere was heavy.

Song Si was still carrying the fried chicken, bringing in a smell of fried chicken.Standing between the two parties, he asked, "Chuke, what's the matter?"

"Make surveillance records," Chu Ming said to him intently, but looked at the people in the fourth department, "here."

Someone over there wanted to smooth things over: "Chu Ke..."

Chu Mingyi interrupted him: "Si Song is from my third department. Is there anything wrong with making supervision records in the office of the third department? Have you seen the conference room behind? Ten, you can choose as you like."

"That's not what it means," someone said again, "we have more equipment over there after all, and..."

"Do it or not?!" Chu Ming slapped the table heavily, someone's green plant pot shook, was shaken and rolled down from the top of the document, rolled to the ground with a "bang", fell Broken.

There was no sound in the office.

Fu Xi, who was on the far right, said unhurriedly, "I'll do it at Chief Chu's side."

Some people opened their mouths to say something, but the leader stopped him and said, "The section chief didn't come back from a business trip today, so let's listen to Director Fu."

The subtext is that the boss is not here, they can PK, but if there is any trouble in the future, let Fu Xi help.

Fu Xi looked at his colleagues in his department, and obviously didn't want to embarrass them, so he added: "I will explain to Brother An."

A group of people looked at each other, slowly dispersed, and went to the conference room at the back.

Song Si handed the fried chicken to Fu Xi: "You want it."

Fu Xi thanked him, without much emotion on his face, took the fried chicken and went to the window to eat alone.Song Si looked at Chu Mingyi, Section Chief Chu looked like he was going to explode, his face was terribly dark, and he said in a moderate voice: "I asked Yu Yiming and the others to come back now, what will the people from Section [-] ask later? Literally it is."

Song Si heard something famous.

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Chu Mingyi: Song Si belongs to me (three subjects)!